Speak Louder Sweet Angel. P.O.M. September.

Speak Louder Sweet Angel For I cannot hear The things that you‘re saying Please make them more clear Your voice is so quiet The world drowns it out And it’s not your way To stand there and shout But I am still listening Though sometimes it seems I’m lost in my...

A Forgotten Past Trilogy 27.08.2022.

Ready for parade me and my younger brother James (Church Lad’s Brigade) This poem recalls a carnival day way back in the early 1960’s I feel the sticky tarmac pull me back in time To those forgotten moments Within a youth that’s mine Dressed in Chafing...